Catharsis started with a breath … one night in Montmarte.

I had the immense privilege of practicing yoga in a Montmarte flat with this view of the Sacre Coeur. These are the moments when you take a mental snapshot attempting to capture the feeling of gratitude in a way that does it justice.

The intimate class was taught by Amber, a yogi breathing serenity into Paris in the Ashtanga tradition. The moment she asked us to devote our practice to someone in need of healing, I knew I was in the right place.

Yoga is a form of energy therapy. Some people are healers.

And sometimes it’s just that simple.